Eldritch Opportunities

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He strolled along the edge of the universe, the scenery of scattered stars and planets on a majestic backdrop of cosmic purple was exhibited overhead. A showcase only the fewest of cosmic wanderers had the privilege to witness. The worlds above his head rotated steadily, revealing the violet and darkened botches that stretched across the surface. Its multitude of rock y rings spiraling with it, giving it an almost regal air.

The winds of the cosmos entered his nostrils, freshening his insides in ethereal ways. He obverse the spatial plane in front of him. His senses attuned the harmony of creation's strings as they hummed to their divine symphony.

This walk helped him clear his head, allowing him to plan for his future and the course of the multiverse. The opening of his Cosmopolis, was a project he longed to fulfill and fulfill he did. His time as the Antithesis came to an unprecedented end as the Void-Heart within him lied in a dormant state, returning him to his cosmic exploration.

Watching Creation from the outside in, he couldn't help but wonder what secrets it was hiding from him. During his brief time as the High King, his questions went unanswered. Their library fit for even the gods amongst gods were still outdated by an amount that mattered. Limited only to the pasts of dead things.

So to answers the questions a king couldn't, Jeremiah now assumed the role of the wanderer. Although, he never truly wondered without a purpose. Soon, he would travel amongst the eldritch to fathom what claims to be unfathomable. Because, by furthering his understanding of what's within Creation, the easier it would be to convert it.

But, enough about the not-so-distant future, now, he needed to go speak with one of the many clients that made a living within his City Of Cosmic Consumerism.

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They agreed to meet in neutral terrorist, which meant outside of the Cosmicpolis. This usually was never a good sign, meeting outside of Jeremiah's new homebase usually meant one of two things. 1) They wanted a fight, and the number of abstract entities that set up shop there meant that he'd have to go against cosmic heavy hitters when he himself wasn't one. (He considered himself a cosmic infiltrator). 2) They wanted to talk about something else besides the city.

Prepared for the worst, he had the Zermolo stand guard , cloaking themselves with reality itself as they kept surveillance of any external activity.

Their destination was a barren planet, depressing as it was, it provided an ideal sense of solitude. The cosmic higher ups would pay less attention to two beings on a deserted planet than if they were in , say, an unknown universe. And the cosmic lower-downs, wouldn't know simply because the vastness of the universe.

He met at the exact spot this unknown client suggested, near an abandoned cave. It was, to sat the least, haggard but it did have an primal charm to it. The cave inside was dark, not that the dark bothered him, and damp which was odd due to the planet having an arid atmosphere.

His footsteps echoed against the wall, any type of warping of reality at this point he would've known, but it seems everything was in an unbothered state. As he walked down the rocky corridors, he heard a hum in the distance. It was ominous and eerie, but it was a nice touch to the ominous and eerie atmosphere they were in.

Eventually he was lead to the a open space, and there, a few dozen people (which looked the like same person) waited for him. From the primdoral darkness that was her hair, and the silver intricate design that was wrapped around her divine (in the literal sense) black dress. This was Hados, various versions of Hados, but all the same person. She was a deity in the Nexusian Mythos, having domain over the World Under, Darkness, The Quantum Realm (fancy), and Fear.

"Well, isn't it Hades' girl-half." Their names and domains were too similar to pass up. "What did you all" He gestured towards the dozen of them. "Want to discuss?"

Gods and their mythology were always a tricky bunch, some only relevant to the planet of their worshippers, others relevant to the universe -or in this case universes- they were in. Hados seemed to have belonged to the latter, which made her a being great importance and power, and there being twelve of her didn't make this easier to deal with.

The Hados closest to him spoke "We want to discuss the Paradox..." The Paradox, in Nexusian belief was a mysterious being who popped into Creation and woke up Genesis, the creator deity of the Creation. It sounded like something he'd do, but if he did that, he would've remembered.

"...with a being of the illogical, albeit of a much lesser extent. We've tried to reach the Triad Of Genesis, but none have answered. So we, hesitantly, turned to you."

"Well, then. I'm not sure why you waited. But what do you want to talk about , paradoxes are in my range of expertise."

"The Seeds Of Paradox to specify." The eldritch entities, children of the Paradox fellow or lady, or dog for that matter. They were an interest of his since he first became aware but he was unsure where they were hiding or if they would turn him into an incomprehensible puddle of goo. "They have revealed themselves, and we wish for you to gather information on them. They're more likely to accept you as there own, and you may be able to understand their ways."

"And what do I get in return?" An opportunist always seized an opportunity.

"Other than the eldritch knowledge you'll, we'll give you a universe we've prepared."

Under normal circumstances he would've pushed harder to get a better bargain, but this being a once-in-an-a-couple-lifetimes opportunity he didn't.

Well then, we have a deal.